Chapter 56 Unparalleled Beauty

"good!"

   Yun Ryozawa looked at the screen from the Accord, the ink was printed clearly through the plain white silk cloth.

  If there is any word to describe Feng Qianwei's painting and dance, it is the word "peerless".

  She forcibly broke into his world without saying hello, struck his heartstrings that had been silent for a long time, and now brought him surprises again and again.

  He didn't mind her reputation as a useless straw bag. When the mysterious fog on her body was pushed away, he realized that her real appearance was so beautiful that the world was eclipsed by it.

  A piece of ink painting contains a piece of heaven and earth!

  A sparrow dance dazzles thousands of streams!

  A pair of spiritual eyes gather infinite elegance!

  It’s so amazing, so how can people not be surprised?

  How can people not sigh?

How can    make people feel uncomfortable?

   "Really a beautiful woman unparalleled in the world."

In   Supreme Accord, the man who was immortal held a jade flute in his hand, with his thin lips like a blade, rising slightly, floating a shallow arc.

  From that majestic landscape painting, he saw steep peaks, delicate low ridges, stretched forests, and birds flapping their wings...

  However, this picture is not perfect, the only thing missing is the color.

  The black and white country cannot truly depict the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers.

  However, at this moment, Feng Qianwei was holding another pen in her hand. The tip of the wolf's hair was dipped in cinnabar, and as she swiftly, a little red rain fell among the trees.

  In an instant, thousands of plum blossoms bloomed, which deeply shocked everyone's souls, and also made the eyes of the banished man burst into splendor.

   "Papa!"

  The jade flute in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't even notice it, but looked at the completely different picture scroll in shock.

   "Call—"

  The colorful spiritual butterflies on the branches suddenly fluttered towards the painting, and ten spiritual butterflies flew together, as if the flowers were real, attracting the butterflies.

   "Gosh! What did I see?"

  "Ten butterflies fly together! It's shocking!"

   "A wonder that has never been seen before."

   "Who said Miss Feng Jia had no ink in her chest? This is the most vicious slander at all."

   "The straw bag can perform such a beautiful dance? Can you draw such a magnificent picture? Does that mean that we are inferior to the straw bag?"

   "No, it means that we are too far away from the straw bales."

  "From now on, Miss Feng is my goddess!"

  "……"

  Feng Qianwei walked out from behind the screen. The white and flowing long dance dress made her look like Shimizu Lotus.

  She put on a big-sleeved shirt with snow gauze, standing in front of the screen, Ruo Baixue Ying Hongmei.

  She smiled lightly at everyone, the smile was shining, as if it was shining, shining incomparably.

  "Please vote for me! Thank you everyone!"

  Her crisp voice fell on the ears of everyone, as beautiful as the sound of heaven.

   "Goddess of wind, we will definitely vote for you!"

  Before, she kept saying that her ticket was from Girl Red, but now she has changed her mind a long time ago.

  The maid in the peerless painting began to collect votes. The red hibiscus oiran who was full of confidence at this moment has no confidence.

  She has never heard of such a tune, nor has she seen such a dance, but she has to admit that the music is very beautiful and the dance is even more graceful.

  The peach blossom she drew, compared with Feng Qianwei's pictures of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it feels like a little family.

  If it hadn't been for her heavy makeup, her face would be as pale as paper at the moment.

   "This must be fake, everything is fake. She must have found someone else to replace it!"

  Shen Ningbi is going crazy, watching Feng Qianwei's attention and making the limelight, she is heartbroken!

  For a long time, she has been crushing Feng Qianwei fiercely. Never thought that there would be such a time when she would be jealous of Feng Qianwei's talent.

   "It's so beautiful! I must get her."

  Shen Ronggui looked at Feng Qianwei obsessively, his color aroused, and his saliva flowed down.

   Seeing that he was so fascinated, Shen Ningbi's turbulent blood continued to churn, rushing to his throat.

  (End of this chapter)